"You should start getting accustomed to it. I'll call Julia to accompany you."

"I love you. I honestly can't survive without you! Tyrone, you once claimed you loved me, right? If you're concerned about your grandpa's health and don't want to upset him, I don't need to marry you or be your wife. I just need to be by your side!" Her sobs resonated.

Tyrone bowed his head and remained silent. He detached her hands and walked off.

Did he really love her?

He was not even certain himself.

As she watched him walk away, her expression darkened.

She gripped the back of the chair tightly, her nails digging into the leather.

Upon seeing Sabrina exit, Bradley approached and queried, “What happened? I saw Tyrone leaving with Galilea."

Sabrina clarified, "Galilea had an accident. Tyrone took her to the hospital. The celebration is over. Let's leave."

"Okay."

The two of them found themselves in the parking lot.

Sabrina, on the brink of stepping into the car, was halted by a voice echoing from behind her.

"Sabrina."

Sabrina didn't bother to turn, recognizing the voice as Tyrone's immediately.

Bradley paused his action of getting into the car, swiveled around, and greeted him. "Aren't you supposed to be accompanying Galilea to the hospital?"

“The driver took her to the hospital." Tyrone turned his gaze to Sabrina. "Sabrina, there's something I need to discuss with you."

“I have nothing I want to discuss with you," retorted Sabrina, her tone icy, without even a glance at him.

Bradley was taken aback at Sabrina's cold demeanor and subtly tugged at her sleeve as a gesture for her to ease off.

Unfazed, Tyrone addressed Bradley. "I'll take care of Sabrina. You can head home."

Given that Tyrone was Sabrina's nominal brother and the investor of the show Bradley was part of, Bradley saw no grounds to deny his request.